"Okay, don't pretend to be a master on the wall. In terms of masters, old man, even if I hold this broom, my swordsmanship is better than yours in Xianyang City."
However, Uncle Chen was completely oblivious to the white-haired man's majestic murderous aura and didn't even bother to pay attention to it.
After saying these words, the expression of the white-haired man who was originally filled with murderous intent suddenly froze, and then he revealed a half-smile: "That's wonderful!"
"Cao Qiudao, the swordsman of the King of Qi, was not known as a swordsman in the past, but was later defeated by an unknown master at the Star Observation Tower."
"It has been more than twenty years since my master received a secret message, saying that my senior has entered the realm of sword immortal."
"Looking at it today, not to mention swordsmanship, this state of mind alone makes the shark teeth in my hand... tremble!"
The white-haired man held the sword tightly in his right hand, trembling slightly.
Upon closer inspection, the sword has a strange shape. Although it is sword-shaped, the blade has been specially polished by the swordsmith to form a serrated shape.
Just the blue light reflected in the moonlight is enough to prove how chilling it is!
"fart!"
"You Gui Gu are better at putting gold on your own faces!"
"Then the old ghost's sword 'Yixin' was broken by my two fingers, so he brags that I am a swordsman?"
"When my grandson comes and the old man has some free time, he must go to your Ghost Valley to knock out this old ghost's teeth!"
Uncle Chen sneered, quite disdainful.
Gui Gu’s swordsmanship is indeed exquisite!
If he had been the swordsman of King Qi in the past, he would have only been able to fight against that old ghost.
but,
After meeting the master, he became enlightened in the way of swordsmanship and understood that the sword in his hand is not as good as the sword in his heart. Then the old ghost is no match for him!
"Get out of here quickly, I'm afraid I'll kill you if I can't hold it any longer!"
"That old ghost's swordsmanship is terrible, but he has a good way of pestering people. I'm old and can't tolerate buzzing insects around me."
Uncle Chen waved his hand impatiently, signaling the white-haired man on the wall to get out of here!
"Shark Teeth... will only be more excited because of the power of the prey!"
The white-haired man licked his lips, held his sword across his chest, and jumped high from the top of the wall!
It was just such a movement, but it had a condescending power. Coupled with the almost substantial killing intent of the shark-tooth sword, a chill instantly filled the air.
In the entire courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the fallen leaves were so excited by this murderous intention that they flew around!
The white-haired man raised the corners of his mouth slightly and uttered softly:
"horizontal!"
"Guan!"
"eight!"
"You are stepping on your mother! I just swept the floor! Get out!"
However, before the white-haired man could say the word "square", he was suddenly interrupted by the "extremely angry" Uncle Chen.
The leader of Liusha, the most powerful killer organization in the world, and the peerless swordsman who succeeded Gui Guzi, he was condescending and struck with all his strength!
Before his toes even touched the ground, he saw a broom coming towards his face!
More importantly...
This broom seems to be an ordinary slap, but it is extremely fast! Even...it can be said that this is simply supreme swordsmanship!
The white-haired man's expression suddenly changed. His original sweeping attack suddenly stopped, and he turned to protect himself in front of him, trying to block the sword...or rather the broom.
"boom!"
The broom hits the magic weapon!
"puff!"
Red blood spurts out!
"Clang!"
The strange-looking shark teeth actually fell to the ground!
The white-haired man who was originally proud and arrogant now has a face as golden as paper, and his sternum is even more dented!
He had softened the blow on his face!
But...that broom shot down like that!
How could he resist when he had already exhausted all his strength?
"Leave the sword, I still need a fire stick!"
"I don't want to die. I still have a chance to find that old ghost to save my life within three days. I don't know what you Guigu is thinking, so I just accepted two disciples. Both of them will die in my hands. I'm afraid that the old ghost will be angry to death."
Uncle Chen spoke calmly and did not feel any guilt when he accused Gui Gu.
But... he seems to have selectively forgotten that he himself is only a 'one-trick man'.
"you...."
The white-haired man wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth, and the blood kept pouring out of his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.
"By the way, tell the old ghost that there is nothing you can do to kill his apprentice Gai Nie! My master kindly asked this boy to help see if the young master has the potential to practice martial arts. You said that your sect relies on words to make a living. How come you are out of this sect? Such a solid thing, do you insist that my young master is the ‘Elm Tree’?”
"The old man has a big heart, so he went to drink happily. The old man has a small heart, so I whittled him into elm wood."
Uncle Chen said something seemingly casually.
After saying these words, the white-haired man's eyes widened!
He never thought that his senior brother... was actually killed because of "trouble comes from mouth"?
"cough!"
The white-haired man coughed lightly, feeling that he could no longer suppress it, and quickly jumped over the wall.
Uncle Chen was too lazy to chase. He just sighed, put away the 'fire stick', and then looked at the fallen leaves on the ground with worry.
"You old ghost, I will bring you a dog when I go to Ghost Valley!"
Uncle Chen spoke bitterly.
Immediately, he staggered back to his room with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself: "Oh... I haven't heard my name in almost twenty years! This white-haired brat is quite cute! Isn't it better than that complete brat like Gai Nie? Less! Although he is telling the truth."
....
That night, the Liusha Organization assassins who came to Xianyang after a long journey received an urgent order from their leader to withdraw from Xianyang.
...
Many people came to the Mo Shan family. The grandson of the family was one year old, and according to the custom, lots were drawn.
Different from ordinary families, the Mo family upholds frugality. In addition, they are afraid of the liquidation of the Qin Dynasty in recent years, so they no longer have the habit of inviting guests.
The daughter-in-law holds the child and prepares the items for drawing lots.
A fat boy weighing seven pounds, she has made great contributions to the Mo family.
But in fact, my eyes couldn't help but look into the room.
Picking a name... doesn't take that long, right?
However, what she didn't know was that there were several tables placed in the room, with a piece of paper and a seal placed on the middle table.
Mo Shan was almost bald.
Liu Bai gave him a piece of paper and a "rarely confused" seal. How could this solve the book problem?
I have no clue at all!
Even the researchers from the Mohist Research Institute looked gloomy!
Let’s not talk about other things. If you can’t even deal with this little problem like Mr. Liu, why don’t you think about research funding?
"Dad! Prime Minister Liu said this is to solve the problem of books. Will he ask us to take this piece of paper, write the amount, and go to the treasury to pay?"
Mo Shan's son couldn't help but speak when he saw his father's sad look.
Worrying and thinking all night consumed too much energy.
"Snapped!"
With a loud slap on the face of the future Mo family tycoon, Mo Shan angrily pointed at his son and cursed: "Elm head! Elm head!"
"If this is really the case, why didn't Mr. Liu write it directly?"
"Also, do you know how tight money is now? The next paper we make in our papermaking workshop will have to be gradually pared down! If it is really like what you said, Mr. Liu will kick us all out of Xianyang tomorrow and make a living on our own. Destroy yourself!"
"Have you ever thought about the days when you hide your head and hide your tail? Have you ever asked the disciples of the Mo family?"
"You have lost all the face of labor and management!"
After these words were cursed, all the Mohist disciples in the Mohist Research Institute also lowered their heads.
They can't think of a way!
"Zhiya!"
At this moment, the Mo family's daughter-in-law, who was still outside arranging things, heard her father-in-law scolding the increase, and hurried in with the objects for drawing lots in one hand and the child in the other.
Seeing that her husband's face was red and his nose was bleeding, she quickly placed the children and the lottery objects on the middle table, took out a handkerchief and wiped her husband's face.
The young daughter-in-law sobbed and wiped her husband's nosebleed, and everyone was attracted by her gaze.
Little did they know, the little one, who had just emerged from her mother's womb for a year, was drooling and stretched out her chubby hand.
